Wang Qingyao recalled her childhood experience, like a strong light flashing through her dark blue eyes, she herself and her name disappeared in memory, the world was full of the words "no way to find", where did her relatives go after living for so many years, why didn't they come to look for her, tell her that they still remember, the hazy memories were frozen in the age of ten, the bright spring made getting up in the morning a refreshing thing, wearing a thin white simple top, drooping eyelids and heart like ashes, Standing in front of her was a notary in a black uniform, accompanied by her own father, who was hesitantly following behind and stepping on rough leather shoes.

The notary's voice sounded concisely and forcefully in the very silent atmosphere, and this man with a height of eight feet and a dignified appearance, called a child "you", and even used a wandering "Qingyao" to tell her an indisputable fact monotonously,

"From today onwards, you will officially pass on to the Wang family of the Demon Slayer to become their descendants, and your name has been changed from Mr. Wang Mantang to "Qingyao", please remember your name forever with gratitude, no matter if others call you or you answer yourself, you will be called Wang Qingyao. ”

Wang Qingyao began to speak in surprise, and the sharp tone was obviously to oppose his words, and then, the father behind the notary suddenly called her previous name sternly, as if she had done it before, the tall father squatted in front of her and told her to "be obedient", she immediately grabbed her father's sleeve and said a few words, the father shook his head gently, and finally kissed her on the cheek, prayed a blessing to God and stood behind the notary again.

At this time, Wang Qingyao's eyes widened at his father, who pretended not to be hidden, the notary seemed to be very serious and taught him a few words, he flattered and smiled like a desperate stranger, the matter has come to this point, his face is full of wrinkles, he holds back tears in his eyes, humbly bends over and looks low and pitiful, even after deceiving others to earn money, they run away together, and the last glimmer of hope he holds is also shattered, Wang Qingyao's brain is blank, in a daze, is he really going to abandon his daughter?

The notary, who had been waiting for a while, came over a little impatiently, and stretched out his slender index finger to face the little girl again, suddenly, the white glove index finger touched the collar, all the steel was crushed and turned into scattered light and flew into the sky, Wang Qingyao's white slender neck with red strangulation marks was empty, originally used to limit her spiritual power, it is said that the metal collar that weighs several tons cannot be crushed, was used by the man to exert his ability to make its shape collapse in an instant, forming a lot of light like dust and wood chips, In the midst of the colorful breaths, it completely disappeared from this world.

Spent almost all the property in the family, bought spiritual weapons from professionals, like a dog's collar, imprisoned the little girl for more than a year, she couldn't breathe well and couldn't eat normally, the black neck collar, crushing her life heavily, has become a part of her daily life, but now she is not used to it and has to accept the truth happily, never thought that there would be such a day, to be able to get rid of such an unreasonable and unreasonable shackles to abuse herself all the time.

"You see, this is no longer needed." The notary said in a deep and gentle voice, crossing his arms like Emperor Napoleon,

"You will learn the same thing from Mr. Wang as I do."

Learn, stuff. Wang Qingyao looked at her empty hands in a daze, she didn't have a chance to clean her fingers for a few days, and there was even black mud between her fingers, she didn't understand that such a lowly self would be subjected to monsters, would anyone be willing to teach her to learn knowledge?

As if to understand the confused expression on her face, the notary stroked his fluffy hair handsomely, with a number of trembling gestures, the brilliance condensed in his hand, he was close to an alchemist, and out of the air out of nothingness gave birth to a spiritual weapon, and the empty palm conjured a new metal spiritual weapon.

"Metal Laws, Three-Level Condensation!"

That's something that only people with extraordinary talent can learn, the spell of a youkai.

The spring breeze around her fluttered the tips of her slightly curly hair, becoming very cool, and a great touch, a sorrowful waiting, and the approach of all kinds of indescribable mysterious realms tightly bound Wang Qingyao's heart and pressed her father's throat.

"If you want to learn, come with me." The notary smiled at her.

On that day, the trees were lush and green, the green leaves were crystal clear through the strong light, many memories, I wanted to remember over and over again, when they stood by the pond, red and white lotus, dark green lotus leaves, no ripples of the green lake is more beautiful than the ink painting, the reflection is vivid and quiet, the water is growing around, red orchids, yellow sunflowers, blue trumpet flowers, purple lavender, deep in the green grass hidden bright red and delicious raspberries, two snow-white butterflies are flying freely.

"Look, Qingyao, this butterfly is so beautiful." Mom bowed her head and called out her name, but was she called Qingyao? What she used to be called, she doesn't remember anymore.

It was when someone told her that she was taken away for adoption, Wang Qingyao held her forehead with both hands, and suddenly thought of her mother, she went out to buy vegetables and had a car accident, her body was lying in the hospital, and then she picked up her mother's ashes little by little, placed them in the small ancestral hall at home, and saw her true love through the box.

Wang Qingyao thought that she had returned to that day, when she was so short, because she was worried that she would stumble and fall into the pond, and the whole child was hugged in her mother's blue skirt, and her mother was so tall, so now she cried because of it.

At first, she cried slowly, tears slowly filling her eyes, and then, remembering what had happened before, her emotion expanded, and finally, her neck swelled, her chest trembled, and she began to whimper.

"Zhao Di!" In her father's sudden call for panic, Wang Qingyao came to her senses, and before she had time to taste the difference between reality and memory, her father covered her eyes and nose and hugged him into his chest where his wide heart was beating violently, and his body was hot as if he was soaking in the bathhouse all of a sudden.

The mature and steady notary was now whispering those mysterious and noble incantations, and the small bell on his chest couldn't stop tinkling, as if calling Wang Qingyao's lost soul back to his original body.

The notary shouted "It's dangerous" after the girl had sobered up, and Wang Qingyao was dizzy from an excessive depression, and her father habitually let go of his hands and let his daughter stand in front of him.

There was a change under his feet, and a pile of very cold ice cubes was conjured out of thin air, Wang Qingyao looked down and saw that he was bound by distant memories, and inadvertently created flowers and ponds built entirely of ice around him, the plants of ice sculpture artwork and the frozen pond water, the faint blue emitted bright light, the cold made the palms tremble, and the two ice butterflies fell from his hands to the ground, the low cold was so hard, I didn't worry that they would break, and even the ground was covered by countless diamond-shaped icicles connected by structures.

"Daddy." Wang Qingyao whispered as if she had done something wrong.

"Don't worry, no one is hurt, the sun will come out, it will be fine," the father comforted his daughter by his arms, and she was shaken by the cold shivering of the cold because the leather shoes on her feet were frozen, but he said, "It will be fine." ”

Probably understanding that this was a benign deception, Wang Qingyao soon felt that her eyes were wet, and later, when she turned her head sideways to look at her father, she found that the person who was frozen under his knees was also sobbing, and he confirmed to the notary,

"Mr. Liu, you told me that if the spiritual power is not well controlled, it is like a sudden illness, and the person concerned is unconscious, do you think my daughter can really control the spiritual power of this riot? It was when you said that she was likely to be destroyed, and I agreed to pass her on...... This time the offense was more serious than ever. ”

"There's no denying that she's a genius, at least level 5 of the ice system, but I don't think it's a problem for real professionals,"

The notary snapped his fingers and shattered the surrounding ice sculptures, like this kind of sad emotion gave birth to a strange kind of sympathy, he turned out the investigation report in the official bag, and solemnly handed it over to Wang Qingyao's father, "It is estimated that it is caused by the backlog of spiritual power for too long, of course, it is not good to release too much at one time, it will cause a strong load on the body, at present, we can only believe that Mr. Wang can solve her problem completely and effectively, he is a senior demon research expert, and many top demon slayer masters have come to seek his help, If he can't hide your child, then all that awaits her is an endless prison. ”

Like a little spark thrown on the grass that is about to wither, maybe it can be burned before it can be reborn, the father held the report that he had already read, and gave it to his daughter, "Daughter, Dad has always taught you to read, you can look at this report on the long journey in the future, what you don't understand first exists in your heart, and then you follow that uncle and learn his skills, he may sometimes think that you are a trouble, but you must not be impatient, you must learn what he teaches diligently, I believe that one day you will become a sought-after and wonderful girl like him, instead of learning from your father's escape, I am guilty of giving birth to you and having no ability to take care of you, I am guilty, and I have nothing left to lose you......"

Because the trembling and choking of her father, who was kneeling in front of her, made her realize the separation of father and daughter, and also soaked her printed checkered handkerchief, wiped away the tears from her father's cloudy eyes, and she pressed the beating heart with her left hand.

"Daddy, will I ever see you again?"

When she thought that her father would say "no", her father firmly said to her, "Yes, it will, Dad will wait for your day, believe in Dad, and believe in yourself." ”

"Okay Dad." Wang Qingyao replied crisply, even a promise is a kind of forgiveness.

The notary's calm face seemed to be the same as before, but in his heart there was something hovering in him that transcended family affection, a love that was spreading, an uncanny influence of unsightly but omnipotent trust.

Whether you believe in other people or in yourself, you have to keep moving forward.

When the time comes, he will say in his heart, "I will also witness the day that belongs to you."